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I’m woken up by screams. I look at the clock beside my bed—11:42 p.m. It must have been a dream, but my heart beats a mile a minute. I lie on my back and breath slowly to calm myself. Then I hear them again. Except this time, it’s no random person screaming—it’s mother. I immediately jump out of bed and race to her bedroom.
“Get out,” she screams.
“Leave me alone.” Continue reading “The Man Within, Chapter 5 – a novella excerpt”
Sometimes there is mushroom in the fridge and you literally don’t feel like touching meat—the story of my life. On such occasions, my goto is usually vegan fried rice. A guest once said of this rice, “you won’t even crave meat!” Read on for the insanely simple recipe.
How to make the rice
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After taking my morning shower, I go downstairs. I stop midway when I hear mother in the kitchen.
“Leave me alone.”
“I don’t want this.”
“Just stop, goddamn it.”
Then nothing. She must have gotten off the phone. But who would be harassing her like that? What began as worry morphs into anger. I get into the kitchen and see her hunched, with her hands on the counter. I decide to act casual. Continue reading “The Man Within, Chapter 4 – a novella excerpt”
I had potatoes, no ground beef, but I wanted to eat shepherd’s pie—it was a real conundrum. But then I remembered I had boiled beans in my freezer. The gears of my mind started spinning—why not throw the beans in the food processor to make easy ground protein?
Sure, I could have ground some beef instead, but that would have meant more time, effort and clean-up (chopping the beef into tiny enough pieces using a board and knife, grinding it in the food processor, then scrubbing the processor clean of the fat left behind).
The beans were simpler (either grind with the food processor, which would only require rinsing with water afterwards, or mashing with a steady potato masher). Plus beans are cheap as dirt, and they don’t have any cholesterol. My mind was made up.
How to make the pies
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The infatuation was real
The love was not
I saw it for what it was
But still I imagined
A perfect dream
A long lost passion
Finally being content
Finally finding home Continue reading “Absence”